This is a song about "Being a taurus"

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

What up girl, tell me how you been

Blow up and being in a position

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Of being a ballplayer superstar like stephon marbury.

I thought i recognized her

Too afraid of being a loser

Took the form of a human being

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And still being a rebel

As i light one for ill will

Was i overeacting just being a pessimist,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped